White Liar {PERMANENT HIATUS}

Natalie, the world-famous model, thought her life was perfect. But her fantasy comes crashing to a halt when she finds out that Justin, her long-time boyfriend, has been cheating on her. She tries to figure out what to do, but soon, one member of a well-known boy band catches her eye... Then, when Justin makes a surprising announcement, what will happen? As she focuses on her love for her boyfriend, she constantly finds her mind slipping back to the blue-eyed beauty.

17. Chapter 17

When I wake up, the sun hasn't even made its descent up in the sky, and my head hurts. I barely got any sleep last night because I couldn't stop thinking about Louis and Justin, Justin and Louis. Louis is leaving today, I remind myself. He's probably already gone. I think about pulling the covers over my head to try and get more sleep, but I decide against; I probably won't be able to sleep anyways. I yawn and crawl out of bed, slinking over to my bathroom. I make a face in the mirror, stripping off and hopping into the shower. After I finished, I started to pick out my outfit when Justin knocked on the door. "Hey, Nat, can I come in?" Justin asks quietly. "Hold on," I reply, slipping on my bathrobe. "Okay, come in." He opens the door and walks over to sit on my bed. "Look, I'm really sorry about last night," he begins. "No, it's fine," I interrupt. "I overreacted." "You did not!" he protests. "I was being disrespectful. So I want to make it up to you." "How?" I scrunch my forehead quizzically. "I want to do something with you." "Like what?" I prod, right as my phone buzzes. "Well, I haven't really figured that part out quite yet." He scratches the back of his head and laughs. I pick up my phone and read the text that I got. "Wait, sorry, I can't do anything today," I inform Justin. "Why?" "Alex just texted. I've got a photo shoot today." "Perfect! I'll go with you. Maybe we could get a little photos of you and me as well." He winks. "Let me ask Alex first. I don't think he likes you very much," I tease. He feigns fake-shock, gasping and putting a hand over his mouth. "I'm hurt." I giggle, texting Alex a quick message. "He said yes. Get dressed, and we'll go," I tell Justin, shooing him out of my room and closing the door in his face. Louis is gone, and Justin's wanting to spend time with me. Ever since I saw him with Selena, I had forgotten how much fun I've always had with Justin. Maybe he's stopped things with Selena . . . -~- "Hey, Natalie!" Alex yells as I walk into the room with Justin by my side. "Alex!" I answer, running up to him and hugging him. "Justin," Alex says after hugging me, giving him one of those half-hug, half-highfive greetings that every guy has managed to figure out. "So, what's this shoot for?" I ask. "It's for Dove," Alex informs me, dragging me over to a small, white-walled room. "Okay," I reply simply. "A commercial, right?" "Yes." "Now, I want you to stand right here," the director of the shoot says, pointing to a small platform in the middle. I get on top of it and strike a glamorous pose. The stylists come up to me, surrounding me like a flock of birds. Powder and makeup is dabbed and powdered onto my face for a few minutes before I can breathe again. They all step back and admire their handiwork. "You look beautiful!" Justin calls out to me from behind the cameras. "Thank you," I reply, blushing. "Let's see," the director says, putting his hand on his chin. "This looks a bit . . . empty, don't you think?" He turns to Alex to see what he thinks. "Perhaps Justin could accompany her," Alex suggests. "Would your management allow that?" the director asks. "I don't see why not." Justin shrugs nonchalantly. He walks up to me and wraps his arms around my waist, planting a kiss on my forehead. "No PDA in the studio!" Alex chides. "Sorry, I just couldn't help myself," Justin laughs, spoiling me with another one on my lips to prove his point. "Enough's enough. Now, Justin, I would like you to stand off to the side for now. Natalie, you know what to do." -~- "I'm a pretty good actor, don't you think?" Justin asks as we leave the studio after hours of doing and redoing the commercial. "Yeah, you only messed up twenty-three times," I scoff, standing in front of our car. "At least it wasn't twenty-four." He unlocks the car and gets into the driver's seat, and I can't help but think about how Louis opened the door for me. "Where to now?" he questions once I'm inside. "I just wanna go home," I tell him truthfully. No matter how much I enjoy my job, it's always exhausting. "We can relax and watch TV," he suggests. "Yeah, that'd be nice." I grab his hand, kissing the back of it as he pulls out of the parking lot. --- Okay, I didn't update on Thursday, and if you're wondering why, I'll tell you. I literally have zero inspiration for this fanfic, and I might just delete it. I feel like no one's reading. IF YOU'RE READING, PLEASE COMMENT OR VOTE OR FAN OR DO SOMETHING, OTHERWISE I'M DELETING THIS FANFIC A little bit harsh but yeah. (you should fan me then comment what you want to happen) I'll update when I get 10 more likes. Can you all do that? (If you spread the word about this fanfic, there will be more reads and likes. Just a hint) Thanks for reading, love you Lalay (P.S. I didn't edit this chapter, so if there are any mistakes, I'm sorry)